Maxwell woke up to the scent of pancakes, something he hadn't smelled in a while. He got out of bed and went to the kitchen.

"Good morning. I hope you want pancakes." his mom said.

"Thanks, mom" Maxwell said and sat down.

He looked around the table for maple syrup, but it was nowhere to be found. They just didn't have enough money to let themselves enjoy these kinds of things.

"Mom, can I go to the bathroom?".

"Of course. Just make it quick so the pancakes don't get cold."

Maxwell got up and walked to the hall. He checked to see that he was out of sight and went into his room. His notebook was open on his bed. He spent the whole night doodling and writing, checking what he could do with the notebook. His pen was also there, so he picked it up and started writing two words: Maple Syrup. He waited for a few seconds, but nothing seemed to happen. Maxwell stared at the notebook for a minute or so, but everything just remained the same. Maybe he was crazy after all.

He left his room and returned to the kitchen. His mom was standing and staring at the open fridge.

"Is everything okay, mom?"

"I don't remember buying any maple syrup, but here it is anyways." she said and took it out of the fridge.

"Well, I guess this must be our lucky day." Maxwell said while trying to hold back a smile. He must have been thinking about the kitchen when he wrote the words. It was starting to get pretty easy to choose where the object will appear.

Maxwell finished his pancakes quickly and got ready for school. He put his notebook and pen in his backpack and headed out. When he got downstairs, he had an idea. He took out the notebook and wrote down LIMOUSINE. Nothing seemed to be happening, so he thought that maybe it would take some time to get here.

After a few minutes, he realized that it wasn't coming. He looked at the notebook and saw something that he hadn't seen before. There was some sort of meter located at the top of the page. At the bottom of was the number zero, and at the top the number three. The meter was a bright red color. This gave him another idea. Maxwell ripped out the page and threw it away. The meter immediately dropped to zero and was now the same color as the paper.

A few seconds later, a black limousine appeared in front of his building.

"Now, that is cool" he said and got in.

The limousine was amazing. There was a small fridge in every row. Maxwell opened it and his eyes lit up. The mini fridge was filled with candy and energy drinks. It was every kid's dream. He sat back and relaxed. The seat in front of him opened up and a television screen came out. This was heaven on earth.

After a few minutes of riding in style, the limousine arrived at the school. Maxwell got out and started walking towards the school building. All around him, kids were whispering and staring in awe at the limousine and at the kid who came out of it. Maxwell didn't get this much attention every day, and he kind of liked it.

He was just about to enter the school when Mr. Robinson stopped him.

"Did you enjoy your ride to school, Maxwell?" he asked and looked at the limousine which was still parked in front of the school.

"It was pretty nice."

"Now come with me, please. I have something that I need to show you."

Maxwell followed Mr. Robinson back to the limousine. They both got in, though Maxwell didn't really understand what was going on.

"Make it take us out of the city."

"I guess I can try." Maxwell said.

He concentrated as hard as he could, and a few moments later, the car started to drive itself out of town.

"Where are we going, exactly?" he asked. Maxwell had never been out of the city. He was kind of nervous.

"You'll see." Mr. Robinson said.

When they passed the sign that said "Goodbye, have a nice day.", Mr. Robinson asked him to stop the car. Maxwell concentrated again, and the car stopped. Mr. Robinson got out, and Maxwell followed.

"I've seen what you can do with your notebook and pen, Maxwell." Mr. Robinson said. "You can do extraordinary things. Today I'll teach you how to master your "powers" and how to use them to help others.

"Okay, but what do I have to do."

"Just follow me." Mr. Robinson said and started walking towards a nearby forest. Maxwell followed him. This day was getting weirder by the moment.

When they were pretty deep into the forest, they stopped.

"I want you to make some sort of fire." Mr. Robinson said.

Maxwell took out his notebook and pen and wrote down the word TORCH. Moments later, a flaming torch appeared in his hand.

"Excellent. Now, give it to me."

Maxwell handed the torch over to Mr. Robinson.

"Now, put it out." Mr. Robinson said.

"Put what out?" Maxwell asked, pretty confused,

"This." Mr. Robinson said and threw the torch onto a nearby tree. The tree immediately caught fire and flames started climbing up the bark.

"Are you crazy?" Maxwell shouted. "We might burn down the whole forest. What do you want me to do with this?"

"Like I said, put it out."

Maxwell quickly took out his notebook and started writing. A few seconds later, he felt a drop fall on his head. Rain started falling and quickly put out the miniature forest fire that had started.

"What did you write?" Mr. Robinson asked.

"I just wrote the word WATER. I didn't really care where it came from." Maxwell said.

Rain drops hit the notebook and smudged the word that Maxwell had written only seconds ago. The rain stopped and the meter quickly dropped from one to zero.

"Very good." Mr. Robinson said. "Now, come with me. I have one more thing to show you."

Mr. Robinson started walking deeper into the forest and Maxwell followed.

"Where are you taking me?" Maxwell asked.

"You'll see." Mr. Robinson said.

They finally reached a clearing, and Maxwell was amazed by what he saw. In front of them stood a huge building, three stories tall. On top of the building stood a big sign. On it was written in big, bold, black letters: Scribble Inc.

"What is this place?" Maxwell asked.

"I told you that I was researching your "powers". This is the main facility where I do my research. Come inside, there are many things that I need to show you.

Maxwell followed him inside. They entered some sort of lobby. It looked like any boring office building.

"Good morning, Alicia. This is Maxwell." he said and put a hand on Maxwell's shoulder. "I think you know who he is."

"Of course, Dr. Robinson. Dr. Shay is waiting for you upstairs."

"Thank you, Alicia. Come on, Maxwell." Mr. Robinson said.

"Wait a minute. Who's this Dr. Shay? Are there other people that know about my "powers." Maxwell asked.

"There are many people who know exactly who you are, Maxwell." Mr. Robinson said. "We have been studying you for a long time."

Maxwell really didn't like the sound of that. He followed him into an elevator. Dr. Robinson pressed the number three, and they headed up to the third floor.

The elevator doors opened and Maxwell's jaw dropped. There were rows of hi-tech computer which were flashing with photos of him and his notebook. Glass chambers that looked like they were made for testing people were lined up against the walls. Maxwell wasn't so happy to see those.

"Come with me, Maxwell. There are some people that I would like you to meet." Mr. Robinson said.

He led Maxwell to one of the computers. The screen was showing a picture of him coming out of the limousine which he had created. It was taken just this morning.

"This is Dr. Shaw. She and I are the main researchers on this project. I believe she has been waiting to meet you for a long time."

Dr. Shaw got out of her chair. She was pretty tall and her blond hair almost reached the floor. She had glasses, but this only made her look smarter and more beautiful.

"Nice to finally meet you, Maxwell." she said.

"Nice to meet you too, Dr. Shaw." Maxwell said. He really hoped that he wasn't blushing.

"Can you come with me, please? I want to do a little test. I promise you that it won't hurt at all."

"Sure." he said and followed her to one of the glass chambers.

The door opened with a small hissing sound. There was nothing in the room except for a chair, a computer, and a small metal box.

"Please sit down." Dr. Shaw said and pointed towards the chair.

Maxwell sat down in the chair. It was actually pretty comfortable.

"May I please have your notebook?" she asked.

"Okay, I guess." Maxwell said and gave her the notebook.

Dr. Shaw took the notebook and placed it on some sort of platform. She then went to the computer and pressed a button and shades came down over the glass walls. The room was pretty dark now. Dr. Shaw took out the small metal box that Maxwell saw earlier. She punched in a code and the box opened slowly opened. A bright flash filled the room and Maxwell couldn't see for a few seconds.

"What is that?" he asked.

"This is one of our biggest secrets." Dr. Shaw said. "This is a Starite."

In the box was only one small thing. The small thing was shaped like a star and was the source of all the light.

"So what is a Starite, exactly?" Maxwell asked.

"A Starite is the source of your powers. It is why you can do what you can do. We believe that in every place that we find a Scribblnaut, we will also find a Starite."

"Wait one second. What the heck is a Scribblenaut?"

"That answer is pretty simple." Dr. Shaw said. "A Scribblenaut is anyone that can create things with their mind. The notebook is only a way of transferring from your mind to the real world."

"So you're saying that I'm a Scribblenaut. Maxwell said.

"Exactly. Now, one more thing that you should know. Starites can only be found by Scribblenauts. This one was found by a Scribblenaut from New York City."

"So you're saying that there are other Scribblenauts?"

"We believe that there are many Scribblenauts in the world. Some of our researchers are dedicated to finding other Scribblenauts. They are the ones that found you. We also had help form your teacher, Dr. Robinson." Dr. Shaw said.

"So what test did you want to run on me?" Maxwell asked.

"Oh, we didn't really need to test you. We just needed to show you the Starite in private." Dr. Shaw explained.

"Why are the Starites such a big secret? I mean, they're just stars after all."

"They aren't just stars. The Starites are the source of you "powers", Maxwell. Without Starites, your "powers" would disappear. That is exactly why we need you. We want you to go out and look for Starites. Dr. Robinson will accompany you on your journeys, and we will tell you where to go according to out researcher's findings on the whereabouts of new Scribblenauts." Dr. Shaw said.

"What about school and my mom? I don't want her to worry." Maxwell said.

"We'll take care of all that, trust us. Your mom will think that you went on a paid school trip."

"Okay, when do we start?" Maxwell asked.

"First thing tomorrow morning. A school bus will pick you up at your house. From there you will head off to your first mission. For now, go home and pack your things. Your mother already nows about the trip. Mr. Robinson will accompany you home."

Maxwell and Mr. Robinson started walking towards the elevator.

"Don't worry, you'll do great." Mr. Robinson said.

"Yeah, I guess." Maxwell said.

They entered the elevator, but were stopped by Dr. Shaw.

"Maxwell, I forgot to tell you one thing." she said.

"And that is...?" he asked.

"Good luck." she said. "You'll need it."

The elevator doors closed, and Maxwell knew that he was on his way to a exciting but probably dangerous journey.

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